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It didn't seem to be so. But things are skewed. She shook her head in disbelief. "It wasn't that bad." Then what was the problem. Why did she feel so fake, so torn down, sooo sooo. Why did it matter?



She turned and walked away into the woods, the tavern was too consuming for her to deal with now. She just wanted to disappear, it wouldn't matter to anyone but her.



That is the way it is anyway. Everything is soo personal, it is only relevant to the person who feels it. It is so with so much in so many lives. If it doesn't pertain to them then why worry, why help, why be concerned at all. Someone else will take care of it, pick it up, wipe it away. Just not them. How has indifference become so common. I know, the compassion hasn't been passed down. People forgot how to care, for surely if we did, if we all just cared a little bit and didn't worry about the prophetic rules of men so long dead then perhaps we would see that in this life there is a possiblity that things could be better, be happier, but the self absorded seem to only see the what they choose, or rather the stacomas are self induced.

She went on a rant in her head...she had seen too much..it had drained her emotionally, she was at the point of not caring anymore about anything at all. Tears began to well, she leaned on a nearby tree the bark rough underneath her hand, she wanted to be sick. Look Look Look in the mirror..does the change start there?? What happens when you reach out...Look Look Look in the mirror. She gazed up into the canopy of rustling leaves, the hues meadow and fire. She was just overwhelmed, the events of the day just, that, she had to realize, to be someone else, to not care just wipe it away.

Just another something to suck up and get over.